Saturday, September 4, 2010

The Ireland

... there is some "magical" connection betwen me and Ireland... some quiet understanding. It's something beyond any man's eye, something that can be only seen by heart and heard by soul.

If there is anyway we live more than once on this planet, I must've been a fairy creature, a red hair irish girl or a sheep runnig through the fields.

I really don't care if it cold and moist, and it's raining... most of the time.
I don't mind the dirt, the weird constructions andthe fact, that there are no more fairies in there....for me it's perfect...

so I'll go... and I'll embrace once again my Ireland...

the Fortuneteller

last wednesday I went with some friends to see..into the future.

It was the second time I did it and as an cynical optymist I still have left some place for "reasonable doubt" But it felt kind'a nice to have some insight, even if it's a bit too much to say.

Anyway... maybe...just maybe I will actually find some happiness for longer than a blink of an eye...

so "I wish upon a star..." and go to ireland... for a while...